drink_up Joana. You seem to have survived Even though I have seen you turn into ashes Little pieces of you I'm so pleased The unbearable noise has ceased its hovering over my head And the clouds seem to be moving away Could it be? Is there really the possibility? You have made your plans I don't have you with me now But just know that you won't fall into oblivion Not in the forest I have crossed Your name has been carved in all of the trees I'm content Though I shall not tell it to you just yet Perhaps tomorrow when the lines cross again So I can hear your frown turn into a smile I was tattered as well All this while I pretended to be certain Yet nothing seemed logical to me anymore I couldn't reach the sense you gave me And it was sinking its claws inside me once more But now you've scared it away You've returned to the captivity of our reveries And I'm willing to keep you here Flowing through the waters of this sea That will live in you So drink up, dear It shall keep you warm inside. 000706 ... josie CHEERS PAP-SMEARS! *drink-up* no really don't.. i'd hate to see you walk out on me again. i'd hate her to see you like that when you feel the way you do. no really don't.. the chords are blurring and we're singing about flashing lights. Go figure. no really don't.. this last drink is holding borderline to embarassing yourself after not seeing me for two years. I'd like to keep this gorgeous memory of you not looking to shabby. no really don't.. i know we're going to end up in your room, falling into each other after eveyone's gone to sleep. no really don't.. i couldn't handle not knowing the real truth in the morning.. not realising you were driving for an hour & a 1/2 trying to find me on King st when i was really on Abercrombie. no really don't.. i know you'll never make it home tonight and i'd like to sleep on my own in this blissful q-size water-bed.. that's what i bought it for. My apartment is not a half-way house. 020822 ... josie a msg to my fellow drinkers in memory of some horrible nights.. 020822 ... freedom memories forgotten by the thirst of a liquid drug, problems caused, not solved, forgotten, not remembered money wasted, feel like shit wanna go home can't afford the cab ride what is his name? did we? what's the address here? can you drive me? I'm sorry.... i don't recall your name... Jack... Jack Daniels eh? 040321 ... matt best one yet......beautiful blather 060403 ... sirflaccid I saw an old friend the other night at a bar. She is in the process of recovering from a horrible accident. Seeing her drink was a little un-nerving. However, life is about the chioces we make for ourselves. I only hope, for her, that it doesn't have any negative repercussions. 060403 ... KISA drink your troubles away but they wont stay that way 060426 what's it to you? who go blather from